To all of the mothers in my readership: Happy Mother's Day.
Dear Kid,
A smidgen more than fifteen years ago, you were brought into a world tempered by hormones and instinct, but bearing the earmarks of turmoil. There is no instruction manual (unless you subscribe to Dr. Spock's theory on parenting) or defining work that details the proper care and feeding of the newborn human and I think it is a fair assessment to say that we survived largely by trial and error, borrowed experience, and our own, limited experience. You were a beautiful baby, absolutely beautiful. You were perfect with your fair skin, ten tiny fingers, light brown hair, and bluer-than-blue eyes, one of the most striking statements of your father's paternity. You made my transition from adolescence to adulthood and motherhood unspeakably easy and there aren't enough words in any known language to express my gratitude. Our cooperative education began before you took your first breath and will continue to my last. You have taught me more than the dozens of professional educators I have encountered and all those I have yet to encounter.
Mother's Day is the day set aside for reverence to our mothers. While I appreciate the opportunity to, in very small and inadequate ways, thank my mother for all she's done for me, I would be remiss in not acknowledging you. You are a reflection of me as much as I am of you. We have grown together, these last fifteen years, and you continue to shape my hopes and dreams, even as I encourage yours. You have, quite simply, made me the mother I am. Though imperfect, you have driven me to strive for some reasonable facsimile thereof. I will not achieve this goal, but know that I am trying to be the best mother I can be for you. Without you, my life would be radically different. Everything we have and everything we are working toward can be entirely credited to you.
Thank you for coming about when I needed you most and being such an awe-inspiring presence in our lives.
I love you, kiddo.
~AE-Mom
Dear Voice,
Our DNA meshes well, don't you think?
In fact, we mesh well.
Thank you for being the yin to my yang and sharing... well, everything.
I'd sing your praises, but this post is cutting into our pre-sleep activities and... This girl has priorities.
I love you!
~AE
Comments (11)
Aw shucks! The capes out of the closet. haha Lovely letter to your guy and gal. Happy Mother's Day! (pats heart and points to you) See you at the Supermom's monthly get together right?
very nice letters! such a good mom you are!!!
Happy Mothers Day!
Thank You. Happy Mothers Day!
I love those two entries. Do either your kids or the voice know about your blog here?
i think those capes are pretty invisible most times ... great post ... awesome prose ...
@Jaynebug - Hehe. Maaaybe. We'll see if the cape makes it into the washer before then. ;)
@sarahfus - Thank you. :) Hopefully, the Kid agrees. ;)
@Bricker59 - Thanks. :)
@poetesshue - I hope your Mother's Day is lovely. :)
@darkgreenwriter - They both read it, quietly. We have an agreement. They can read, but they're not allowed to discuss it. It sounds weird, I guess, but... It helps ensure I am as expressive as possible here.
@windupherskirt - Thanks. :) I agree. It took me a long time to realize my mom had one. ;)
So do those capes have to be dry-cleaned?
I like this post. I am not a mother yet, but I look forward to the day when I have a child to teach me about an entirely different world.
I hope you had a wonderful Mother's Day!
what a good mom and wifey you are.
oh, and happy belated mother's day!
j.
Happy belated Mother's Day! I've been AWOL from Xanga for way too long. I hope it was a good one (the Mother's Day AND the pre-bedtime shenanigans)